There's smashed crockery scattered across the cobbles. The narrow backstreet behind the cathedral, where I'm staying, rattles with the sound of cart wheels over stone: a bride is making her way to church in a horse and carriage leaving behind remnants of a broken plate, along with its contents – rice, petals, coins – outside her childhood home; a wish for abundance, love and wealth in marriage.
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